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Draw the Fire

Since the power of essence, drawing upon the bud. Cigarette powder, a drawing of ash from fire. We live to do, to see, to hear. Spinning in circles, hence, we jump and live. The stage of stages, the power of the powers. Hence, the jump, jump-all-round Essences of Jumping - Hence, all-round, all-here. When the Francois of Francais is here. All-round, the smell of success. Glitter of the butterfly, to a glimmer. When the sub-zero temperature, glimmer.

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